The next day, Mr. Yang and Ding Yi robbed the Valheim Library, and several big and thick books were carried back to Ding Yi's apartment by Mr. Yang, the free coolie. Mr. Yang also borrowed several sports books.

It was noon in a flash. Ding Yi was going to take Master Yang to dinner and said he wanted to thank yesterday for his bravery and today's dedication. This was really embarrassing - Master Yang is a very thin-skinned person, and finally made up his mind to not eat anything.

At the pizza restaurant, Master Yang and Ding took a large pizza.

"Where are you going in the afternoon, lion?"

“Go to York Lane.”

"Go there again?"

Master Yang told Ding Yi about the old Balier.

"Oh, it's very pitiful. Then let's go together."

"Okay, I can't tell you are very enthusiastic, too." Master Yang said with a smile.

"Then look." Ding Yiyi's bright smile seemed to have received great praise.

Nurse, who was wearing casual clothes today, was standing downstairs in an old apartment in York Lane.

"Is there an old man named Karbalier living in 501?"

"Yes, are you together with the two Chinese just now? Old Balier is so lucky. Since he fell and injured, someone has come to see him." The apartment administrator was bored and talkative.

Lance said thank you, said goodbye to the long-lasting apartment administrator, and went to the fifth floor. He knocked on the door of 501, and a girl with yellow skin and short hair opened the door.

"Does Mr. Barrier live here?" Nurse asked.

"Lion, there is a lady looking for Mr. Barrier." The short-haired girl turned around and said to a boy lying on the floor in the room. A tall boy stood up and walked out with a rag. Huh? Isn't this girl the little nurse from the district public hospital?

"Lance, Lansna Eisen. We have met nurses from district public hospitals before. Today I will conduct a survey on the condition after discharge with Mr. Barrier." Lance stretched out his hand and shook Mr. Yang.

"Oh, please come in, Miss Lance. Mr. Barrier is, uh..." Master Yang thought about how to describe the old man in a daze. "He is thinking."

Old Balier didn't say much since Master Yang and Ding entered the door. He just nodded and moved his eyes, and then sat in a chair to "think". Master Yang estimated that even if he came in, he was an old robber, he would have the same attitude. Master Yang and Ding said hello and packed the house on their own. This time the house became even more messy, including fast food packaging, chopped newspapers, and used oil refills.

Lens and Balier were left to communicate. After Master Yang wiped the floor, the whole house was almost tidying up. Master Yang gave Ding Yi a wink and signaled that he could leave. Ding nodded and put the freshly brewed tea in front of the old man and Nurse.

"Mr. Ballier, we're leaving."

"Wait a minute." The old man said to put down the form he filled in and hand it to Lance, Master Yang and Ding Yi. "I'm going to go out for a while. Are you going to watch the game?" The old man said inadvertently.

Several people showed some surprises on their faces, but they were also full of curiosity and nodded at the same time.

At the Valleheim Primary School Football Stadium, more than a dozen or ten years old were changing clothes on the sidelines. Barrier stood on the sidelines, and the old man was wearing a sportswear and a whistle. Mr. Yang sat in the simple stands, with Reims on the left and Ding Yi on the right. The parents of the children on the sidelines were sitting around.

At this time, a bus drove into the school, and the name of the school was marked on it - Ghent Private Primary School. Dozens of children about the same age walked off the bus, and the several private cars followed by the bus were probably the parents of these children.

On the side of the field, several people wearing sports windbreakers took off their coats and exposed the yellow sportswear inside.

"Come on, boys. Put the pacifier on your parents. Let's go on the field and we are the warriors. Zikavi, you are on the left in the midfield, you are the organizer.

The defender should not let them pass easily, keep a close eye on the ball instead of the feet. The forward runs more and prepares to catch the pass."

"Yes, sir."

"Our goal is-" (Don't have tooth decay! - Mr. Yang is on the sidelines)

"Win the game." More than a dozen children shouted like little tigers. Then they ran to the field. The parents around them also shouted: "Peter, you are a good person! Come on Hans! Dad Mathil loves you!"

The other party's coach was a young man. He patted one of the big children and whispered a few words, and then asked them to warm up on the court.

"I didn't realize that Mr. Barrier was still a coach." Mr. Yang sighed like this.

"Mr. Barrier is a very famous person, don't you know?" Lance said, looking at Barrier's back. "Once..."

"Really?" Master Yang's gossip soul ignited. Ding Yi also looked over with curiosity.

"He is one of the most famous players in Valleheim's history."

"But, wasn't Valheim just established last year?" Ding Yi asked.

"To be precise, it was merged last year. Otherwise, we wouldn't have rushed to Class B all at once. Mr. Barrier was the original Valleheim's best striker in the 1960s. But he had to leave the stadium due to an accidental foot injury. He could have represented the Belgian national team in the World Cup."

"Then you knew his identity from the beginning. This hospital's physical investigation was not accidental, right? How did you know so clearly?" Master Yang understood a little.

"I applied to the hospital to complete this work, and his story is me..." Lance's phone suddenly rang and interrupted her story.

"Dad, I'm at Valleheim Primary School, yes, Mr. Barrier is very good. He's here too. Valleheim Primary School and Ghent Private Primary School have a game today. When will you come here? Well, that's it, vain." Lance put down the phone and continued. "My dad turned out to be Mr. Barrier's friend, and he'll come here later."

While talking, the game had already begun. Valleheim Primary School was wearing the red home uniform of Valleheim, while Gent was wearing a blue match uniform. The most interesting thing was that there was also a sponsored advertisement on the Gent competition uniform - the best cake, Uncle Mario Cake Shop - this was an advertisement for a cake shop.

The children made the ball roll on the grass. Although it was not as intense as the game, it was still very interesting. Neither side paid much attention to tactics. It was more about the personal performances of the players on both sides and the simple pass cooperation, and then listened to people in yellow clothes. Some older children would argue with the referee, while smaller ones would obediently turn their heads and run back to their positions.

The core of Valleheim is the kid named Zikavi. He has good passing and skills. From time to time, he also turns a few Cruyffs, which has a bit of "Zidane". However, today the big man on the opponent seemed to have already set his sights on him, and a flying tackle drove him and put the ball on the grass.

A lady in the crowd stood up anxiously and ran towards Balier, as if it were the mother of Zikavi begging Balier to replace her child.

"Do you want to change it? Ziz (Zikavi's nickname)"

"No, Mr. Coach, I'm fine, mom." Xiao Qikawei waved his hand.

"Think more ways, pass the ball, cooperate. The behavior of a reckless man in one-on-one fight. You are the brain of the midfielder, use this." Barrier pointed his finger at his brain and shouted.

Xiao Zikawei nodded and ran back into the field. He did reduce the dribbling and passed the ball more to his teammates, but his teammates were really a little different from him, and several passes were wasted.

"Does your mom call you to go home and have milk?" said the big Gent defender.

"Your mother just called you to drink milk!" Xiao Qikawei replied.

"Be careful, don't cry later. I'm going to keep an eye on you and vomit." After saying that, the big man secretly hit Xiao Qikawei with his shoulder.

The whistle sounded. The first half ended with thirty minutes, and the score did not change. Both sides returned to their respective rest areas.

"Lion, where are you going?" Ding Yi saw Master Yang standing up.

"I'll go see that little Zidane."

"You guys played well, and they still played like this in the second half." Balier encouraged the children, and then the children went to drink water.

"Qikawei, do you want to defeat that big man?" Master Yang secretly came to Qikawei's side.

"I think so. But who are you?" The little guy was quite alert. The child's mother also looked at Master Yang with a fierce look.

"I? I am..." Master Yang saw Balier looking at him, and found that the old man had not stopped him and started to whisper. "I am Mr. Balier's assistant coach. He asked me to tell you some tricks to deal with that big man."

"Okay, teach me quickly, teach me quickly." Xiao Qikawei seemed to be bullied by the big man, and looked impatient.

"We have to find a place where no one is there first. We can't let others know the trick. Let's go behind the wall." The two of them ran towards the secluded corner with a ball in their arms.

It was not until the referee summoned both sides to play again that the two players ran back in a hurry.

"Remember, tricks cannot be used repeatedly, and when is the key to use them. We still have to use this." Master Yang pointed at his head when he finally told him.

At the beginning of the second half, Zikawei began to retreat and get the ball, and it still retreated to the backcourt. The big man stopped following him, and even made a face at Zikawei with some pride.

Receive the ball, look up, and Qikawei took good control of the ball with his leisurely control and began to examine the whole game. Mr. Yang's words came to his mind. "Start to recycle first. If he follows it, pass the ball quickly. If he doesn't follow it, then control the ball well and let others run. Choose the right time to drive the ball and attack. Use speed to break through and don't use too fancy moves, and then..."

Zikawei signaled his teammates to move forward, Valheim's children began to run forward. A Ghent striker rushed over from behind. That's now! Zikawei accelerated and threw away the forward who rushed over, shouting at his forward, "Run John!"

The opponent's defenseman's eyes were focused on the forward named John. Zikawei made a fake move of passing the ball with a big foot, but continued to advance. He spiked the ball, shook it away, accelerated, and passed the ball. Then he made a two-pass and one-on-one cooperation with his teammates.

Valheim's child was still running forward and rushing to Ghent's position. Zikawei was galloping like the wind. A fast bicycle was like Nezha was stepping on a hot wheel. A boy was shaken by him. In the air!

In front was the long-lost big man. Zikawei did not drive the ball to the sideline, but rushed straight. He looked up at his opponent, and Zikawei began to mutter: "Left, right, left, right. Go past your left." As he muttered, the big man's originally lowered center of gravity gradually revealed a flaw.

Zikawei poked his toes - drilling into the crotch. The big man's center of gravity had moved towards his so-called left, while Zikawei circled in the opposite direction.

Damn, I was cheated - this is the big guy's last thought.

The last defender also rushed over. Little Qikawei shouted while running - kicking you in the face. The scared child suddenly hugged his head and squatted down. Passing the ball. Qikawei selflessly passed the ball to his teammate who followed him, and the ball entered without any suspense.

gooooooooooooooooooal!!!!!!

The forward who scored the goal hugged Zikawei and other teammates and ran to the sidelines family.

"Lion, what tricks did you teach him?" Ding Yi was very curious. Master Yang taught some unique secrets. Lance also looked at Master Yang curiously.

"Nothing." Master Yang waved at Qi Kawei and made a V gesture. "I will teach him the Diamond Sutra and the Buddhist Lion Roar."

"I don't understand." It's obvious that Master Yang's answer is too Chinese, and Lance doesn't understand.

Master Yang explained to the two girls in detail the "left and left" and "kick your face" just now. The two of them laughed and trembled. They pointed at Master Yang together and came to a conclusion together - Master Yang, you are too bad.

"No, I also told him to face difficulties. When encountering such an opponent on the field, you must try your best to defeat him. Let him be afraid of you and make him angry. This is from Sun Tzu's Art of War." Yang Shi snapped his fingers, looking innocent.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War is a good thing, but can it be used like this? Yang." A familiar voice sounded behind Yang's army.

"Mr. Na'Eisen." "Dad." Mr. Yang and Lance called the same man at the same time - Willina Eisen.

Several people gave up a position for Na'aisen. At the same time, Zikavi made a beautiful Marseille swing and swung over the big man who rushed towards him. He passed it to his forward for a long time.

"Beautiful." Na'Eisen applauded.

Master Yang introduced Ding Yi and Na'aisen. Lance also briefly told Na'aisen what they encountered at the Barrier's house. Na'aisen looked at Barrier on the sidelines and fell silent.

Zikavi's solo performance continues, this time it was a powerful long shot.

"Balier played so well before. I'm sorry for him." No one was willing to mention the sadness, and Lance gently patted his father on the back.

"We used to live in the same neighborhood. We went to school and played football together. His football was better than anyone else. The cool girls liked him. Later, he played professional football, and I started doing business. But sometimes I would pull him to play football together. That time, when we were playing football, I accidentally injured his foot. I thought it was a minor injury. The next day he played the league. As a result, a defender played in the same place. Later I found out that I had broken his bones at that time, and the game worsened the injury and injured ligaments at the same time. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have become like this."

Mr. Yang and others were silent together. Mr. Yang knew that the most feared thing about professional players was injuries, and some injuries were difficult to detect by themselves, and some injuries were caused by accident in life. The captain of Brazil in 202 World Cup Emerson was dislocated because of a guest appearance as a goalkeeper, and he failed to catch up with the World Cup. Manchester United's Rio Ferdinand put his feet on the coffee table when watching TV, and it took too long to pull the ligament. Playing wild football is also a big taboo. Of course, it is difficult to refuse the request of good friends. Otherwise, they would be said to be a big shot and start pretending to be a B. If you play, you will have various risks without insurance.
To be continued...